Memory was something you lost with age,
An application was for employment,
A programme was a TV show,
A cursor used profanity,
A keyboard was a piano,
A web was a spider's home,
A virus was the flu,
A CD was a bank account,
A hard drive was a long trip on the road,
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived,
And if you had a 3 inch floppy... You just hoped nobody ever found out! :suspect:

What if you were playing in the club championship tournament finals and the match was halved at the end of 17 holes. You had the honor and hit your ball a modest two hundred fifty yards to the middle of the fairway, leaving a simple six iron to the pin. Your opponent then hits his ball, lofting it deep into the woods to the right of the fairway. Being the golfing gentleman that you are, you help …

A young accountant spends a week at his new office with the retiring accountant he is replacing. Each and every morning as the more experienced accountant begins the day, he opens his desk drawer, takes out a worn envelope, removes a yellowing sheet of paper, reads it, nods his head, looks around the room with renewed vigor, returns the envelope to the drawer, and then begins his day's work.

Last week, I took my grandchildren to a restaurant.
My six-year-old grandson asked if he could say grace.
As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good, God is great. Thank you for the
food, and I would even thank you more if Grandpa gets us ice cream for dessert. And
liberty and justice for all! Amen!"
Along with the laughter from the other …